Persistence
That's how the goats,
Finally break through our fences.
They spy a delectable wattle,
Delicious native raspberry,
Our orchard.
Push and pull.
Twisted necks and other contortions.
Heads and horns defy the electric wire,
Then shoulders,
And they're through.
Ripping limbs,
Long strings of bark.
Delicately nibbling tender green leaves.
Ring barking.
Till our cherished trees,
Stand naked and torn.
I gasp dismayed.
Today we will fortify the 'barb' with hinge joint.
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